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... voice trembled.

“Why are we here? Heh! What? Do you think I don't know you want to run? ”

He obviously hates me, and it's not like I can't see it.

I don't know if it was a mistake or not, but it's true that he went on that website, and I don't think I was wrong.

Since he actually hates me, then I'll just let him like me. After all, to me, only if he likes me will he show his worth, otherwise how can he continue playing with Shang Minjie.

“The old man is ri ...

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